life

in vivid awakening time passes
the pulse of life quickens and wanes
eliciting a slow and labored breath
this mortal coil pervades

endeavoring to live and love
ever struggling with the fear of doubt
and certainty of truth
hoping to God we are right

supplant this mire with faith
replace these withered and pernicious eyes
and release me from the wretched slavery of abject control
I say again break these chains

the door is barred and seemingly unbreakable
reinforced with doubt and experience
I am hapless and wandering
rap a soft knuckle upon the door

that I might be willing to open
sing a soothing song pray a patient prayer
speak kindly that I might be drawn
as water from a pool placid and still

and yet spring comes anew
a seed once planted begins to grow
when loved with water and fertile soil
and a dash of bright happy sunshine